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             Roger the Caterburian that cannot say grace for his meat, with a low-crown'd hat before his face, or, The character of a prelaticall man affecting heighths newly written by G. T.
             G. T.
             Taylor, John, 1580-1653.
          
           [2], 6 p.
           
             Printed for William Larmar,
             London :
             1642.
          
           
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           ROGER
           THE
           CANTERBURIAN
           ,
           That
           cannot
           say
           
             Grace
          
           for
           his
           Meat
           ,
           with
           a
           low-crown'd
           HAT
           before
           his
           FACE
           .
        
         
           OR
           THE
           CHARACTER
           OF
           A
           PRELATICALL
           MAN
           affecting
           great
           
             Heighths
             .
          
        
         
           Newly
           written
           ,
           by
           
             G.
             T.
             
          
        
         
           
             LONDON
             ,
          
           Printed
           for
           WILLIAM
           LARMAR
           ▪
           1642.
           
        
      
    
     
       
       
       
         
           ROGER
           the
           Canterburian
           .
        
         
           OR
           THE
           CHARACTER
           OF
           Praelaticall
           ROGER
           .
        
         
           ROGER
           the
           
             Canterburian
          
           is
           a
           Man
           made
           up
           of
           a
           Soule
           and
           a
           Body
           like
           
             Ananias
          
           the
           Puritan
           ,
           only
           he
           worships
           God
           with
           both
           .
           Hee
           has
           learn't
           out
           of
           the
           Bible
           to
           make
           a
           Leg
           to
           the
           Authority
           of
           
             Church
          
           and
           State
           ,
           and
           do's
           the
           same
           to
           
             Heaven
          
           the
           ordainer
           and
           dispenser
           of
           that
           Authority
           .
           Hee
           ha's
           read
           the
           whole
           Story
           of
           
             Christian
             Religion
          
           from
           
             Christ-Crosse
          
           to
           
             &
             per
             se
             and
             :
          
           and
           yet
           cannot
           finde
           
             Ananias
          
           the
           Puritan
           neither
           in
           
             A.
          
           nor
           
             B.
          
           nor
           
             C.
          
           
           nor
           any
           Age
           of
           the
           
             Christ-cross-row
             ,
          
           but
           quite
           beside
           it
           :
           The
           Poxe
           and
           the
           Plague
           ha's
           frighted
           him
           out
           of
           
             Oxford
             ;
          
           and
           Mr.
           PYM
           out
           of
           his
           
             Leg-Religion
             ,
          
           and
           almost
           his
           
             Witt.
             
          
           Notwithstanding
           his
           distractions
           ,
           hee
           has
           so
           much
           wit
           yet
           left
           ,
           that
           
             Ananias
          
           could
           not
           see
           his
           
             Grac●
          
           through
           it
           .
        
         
           The
           Apprentices
           give
           him
           a
           broad
           side
           as
           hee
           walkes
           the
           Streets
           by
           crying
           no
           Bishops
           ,
           No
           Bishops
           ;
           and
           never
           leave
           till
           he
           cries
           ▪
           No
           Bishops
           too
           :
           for
           which
           when
           hee
           is
           safe
           in
           hous'd
           ,
           he
           repents
           crosses
           and
           blesses
           himselfe
           ,
           and
           curses
           them
           as
           things
           never
           Christened
           ,
           or
           never
           Bishop't
           .
        
         
           To
           make
           him
           cry
           ▪
           No
           Bishops
           ,
           he
           sayes
           is
           to
           boile
           a
           Kid
           in
           the
           Mothers
           milke
           against
           the
           Law
           of
           GOD
           and
           Nature
           .
           When
           he
           is
           abroad
           ,
           he
           dares
           not
           speake
           sense
           aloud
           ,
           for
           feare
           hee
           should
           be
           knockt
           o'
           th'
           head
           for
           't
           ;
           but
           
             hum's
          
           and
           
             haa's
          
           in
           God
           morrow
           ,
           and
           God
           eeven
           ,
           and
           what
           a
           Clock
           is
           't
           .
           His
           feare
           leads
           his
           judgement
           by
           the
           nose
           ,
           as
           Religion
           leads
           
             Ananias
             .
          
           All
           the
           Sciences
           he
           has
           skill
           in
           but
           the
           
             Arithmetick
          
           of
           Sects
           ;
           which
           ignorance
           the
           Bishops
           he
           hopes
           will
           curse
           ▪
           when
           they
           become
           
             Arithmetick-Lecturers
             .
          
           His
           greatest
           feare
           next
           the
           loss
           of
           one
           of
           his
           Parsonages
           ,
           is
           that
           the
           City
           Gentle-women
           will
           put
           Gussets
           and
           Goures
           into
           the
           
             Canonicall
             Prayer
             ,
          
           to
           make
           it
           as
           much
           too
           wide
           for
           his
           Faith
           ,
           as
           his
           Memory
           .
           He
           is
           so
           extreamly
           given
           to
           short
           Prayers
           ,
           as
           if
           hee
           were
           sure
           the
           Kingdome
           of
           
             Heaven
          
           might
           bee
           surpriz'd
           and
           taken
           with
           a
           Squib
           :
           and
           his
           Wife
           thinks
           him
           short
           in
           all
           ,
           as
           he
           is
           in
           his
           Orisons
           ;
           and
           so
           (
           though
           shee
           seeme
           Religious
           in
           his
           way
           )
           Cuckolds
           her
           Beads
           and
           Him
           .
           Hee
           dares
           take
           it
           upon
           his
           death
           that
           there
           ha's
           not
           beene
           a
           Sermon
           preach't
           since
           
             Eighty
             eight
          
           that
           ha's
           
           had
           any
           Theologie
           or
           Religion
           in
           it
           ,
           but
           by
           Doctor
           
             Andrewes
          
           and
           the
           learned
           Pupils
           ,
           after
           the
           Order
           of
           Saint
           
             William
          
           of
           
             Canterbury
          
           all
           Catechismes
           ,
           but
           that
           of
           the
           Church
           he
           counts
           Libels
           against
           Heaven
           ,
           and
           esteemes
           them
           as
           the
           People
           do
           Articles
           of
           PYM
           .
           When
           a
           zealous
           
             Woman
          
           goes
           to
           St.
           
             Antholines
          
           with
           her
           Bible
           under
           her
           arme
           ,
           he
           sayes
           she
           looks
           like
           a
           
             Goose
          
           with
           the
           
             Gysard
          
           trnst
           under
           her
           Wing
           .
           It
           grieves
           him
           to
           heare
           every
           Coxcomb
           crow
           new
           Divinitie
           able
           to
           startle
           the
           Lion
           of
           the
           Tribe
           of
           
             Judah
             .
          
           A
           Priest
           after
           the
           Order
           of
           my
           Lord
           Major
           hee
           never
           lik't
           till
           now
           that
           the
           
             Brownists
          
           have
           created
           him
           Papist
           .
           It
           astonishes
           him
           to
           think
           that
           his
           censurer
           
             Ananias
          
           should
           esteeme
           the
           bread
           after
           his
           Consecration
           no
           better
           then
           that
           which
           baits
           a
           Mouse-trap
           .
           When
           he
           enters
           a
           Church
           ,
           especially
           where
           there
           is
           an
           Altar
           and
           Organs
           ,
           hee
           mutters
           to
           himselfe
           that
           of
           
             Jacob
             ;
             How
             dreadfull
             is
             this
             Place
             !
             this
             is
             the
             House
             of
             God
             ,
          
           and
           the
           very
           gate
           of
           
             heaven
             ;
          
           and
           wonders
           why
           he
           should
           be
           contemn'd
           for
           a
           Formalist
           ▪
           because
           he
           shewes
           but
           so
           much
           reverentiall
           feare
           as
           a
           Turke
           entring
           a
           Moschit
           .
           If
           the
           expression
           of
           such
           a
           religious
           feare
           in
           Gods
           House
           be
           not
           commanded
           and
           established
           ,
           he
           thinks
           that
           Religion
           and
           himselfe
           shall
           not
           be
           beholding
           to
           the
           Synod
           for
           a
           courtesie
           Six-penny
           broad
           .
           Except
           hee
           and
           many
           more
           of
           his
           Order
           be
           elected
           Synoders
           ,
           hee
           resolves
           to
           esteeme
           their
           Determination
           no
           more
           then
           the
           
             Apprentices
          
           doe
           
             Proclamations
             .
          
           He
           smells
           like
           a
           piece
           of
           Russian
           Leather
           of
           
             Arminius
             ;
          
           and
           for
           that
           is
           suspected
           of
           
             Popery
             ,
          
           although
           he
           lie
           
             Perdu
          
           upon
           his
           owne
           Wife
           to
           catch
           the
           Roman
           Priest
           in
           an
           error
           of
           superstitious
           Chastiry
           ▪
           He
           wishes
           that
           wee
           may
           at
           length
           stutt
           into
           some
           Religion
           that
           he
           may
           eat
           Tyth-Pigg
           in
           peace
           .
           But
           one
           thing
           he
           
           desires
           above
           all
           ;
           That
           the
           Christian
           Sacrifice
           ,
           as
           the
           Iewish
           alwayes
           was
           ,
           may
           be
           season'd
           with
           Salt
           ,
           the
           Symbole
           of
           judgement
           and
           wit
           ;
           and
           not
           with
           Puritan
           long-Pepper
           talke
           .
           Rosemary
           and
           Bayes
           hee
           abhorres
           more
           then
           
             Bel
          
           and
           the
           
             Dragon
             ,
          
           and
           will
           have
           none
           of
           it
           in
           his
           House
           this
           Christmas
           because
           it
           was
           prophan'd
           in
           the
           triumph
           of
           those
           holy
           Martyrs
           
             Burton
             ,
             Prinne
          
           and
           
             Bastwick
             ,
          
           which
           hee
           accounts
           the
           Schismaticall
           Sectaries
           of
           
             Martin
             Mar-Prelate
             .
          
           He
           thinks
           it
           impossible
           that
           a
           man
           should
           give
           a
           better
           Character
           of
           this
           Age
           ,
           and
           the
           Religion
           of
           vs
           Zealots
           ,
           then
           that
           Church-warden
           ha's
           already
           done
           ,
           who
           tooke
           downe
           the
           Picture
           of
           
             Jesus
             ,
          
           and
           let
           the
           Asse
           upon
           which
           he
           rode
           stand
           still
           in
           the
           
             Church
             .
          
           Besides
           all
           this
           he
           ha's
           another
           scurvy
           fault
           ;
           he
           deliberates
           what
           and
           how
           he
           should
           speake
           to
           God
           Almighty
           in
           his
           Prayers
           ,
           because
           hee
           knowes
           not
           why
           deliberation
           which
           is
           the
           counsell
           of
           Reason
           should
           be
           shuffled
           out
           of
           Gods
           Service
           onely
           ,
           and
           be
           received
           and
           prais'd
           in
           all
           things
           else
           .
           The
           
             Scotch
          
           businesse
           lies
           still
           upon
           his
           stomack
           like
           a
           Sow-baby
           upon
           the
           stomack
           of
           a
           
             Scot
             ;
          
           and
           Doctor
           
             Bastwick
          
           can
           see
           no
           reason
           why
           that
           should
           make
           him
           so
           sick
           .
           Might
           hee
           have
           had
           his
           will
           the
           
             Scots
          
           should
           have
           had
           3000000.
           
           Pounds
           bestowed
           upon
           them
           to
           have
           sent
           them
           home
           sooner
           :
           but
           now
           he
           thinks
           it
           were
           better
           bestowed
           upon
           the
           building
           of
           
             Pauls
             ;
          
           such
           is
           the
           superstition
           of
           the
           Man
           .
           He
           is
           not
           a
           man
           of
           many
           
             Graces
             ;
          
           those
           hee
           uses
           before
           and
           after
           
             Meat
          
           are
           stollen
           out
           of
           the
           
             Primmer
             .
             The
             eyes
             of
             all
             things
          
           is
           his
           
             Grace
          
           before
           
             meat
             :
          
           and
           after
           it
           ,
           from
           the
           same
           Book
           an
           old
           devout
           
             Rhime
             .
          
           
             
               
                 As
                 thou
                 hast
                 fed
                 our
                 bodies
                 Lord
                 so
                 feed
                 our
                 Soules
                 likewise
                 ;
              
            
             
               
                 And
                 make
                 us
                 mindfull
                 of
                 the
                 poore
                 as
                 Riches
                 doth
                 arise
                 .
              
            
             
               Encrease
               thy
               flock
               preserve
               our
               King
               ,
               thy
               Grace
               and
               Peace
               downe
               send
               ;
            
             
               That
               we
               may
               lead
               a
               faithfull
               life
               ,
               and
               make
               a
               godly
               end
               .
            
          
        
         
         
           This
           
             Grace
          
           is
           set
           to
           a
           whistle
           which
           his
           Wife
           ha's
           for
           that
           purpose
           in
           the
           Heft
           of
           her
           Knife
           ,
           that
           it
           may
           be
           like
           the
           Man
           Liturgick
           and
           Cathedrall
           .
           He
           is
           so
           very
           much
           addicted
           to
           set
           Forms
           of
           
             Prayer
             ,
          
           that
           in
           a
           sodain
           and
           dangerous
           Fire
           ,
           hee
           ha's
           nothing
           to
           say
           to
           God
           Almighty
           ,
           but
           that
           Collect
           of
           our
           Church
           that
           calls
           for
           Raine
           in
           the
           time
           of
           fiery
           drought
           .
           He
           is
           a
           Creature
           of
           doubtfull
           interpretation
           ;
           no
           man
           knowes
           well
           what
           he
           is
           :
           Thus
           much
           more
           I
           think
           I
           may
           say
           of
           him
           .
           If
           there
           bee
           an
           insurrection
           of
           
             Papists
             ,
          
           you
           shall
           meet
           him
           with
           two
           leaves
           of
           
             Thomas
             Aquinas
             ,
          
           set
           Crosse
           in
           his
           Hat
           ,
           because
           he
           resolves
           never
           to
           have
           his
           throat
           cut
           for
           a
           Puritan
           .
           His
           pride
           ha's
           swolne
           him
           too
           bigg
           for
           the
           Church
           of
           
             England
             ,
          
           and
           now
           he
           must
           die
           like
           an
           
             Hydroptick
             Man
             .
          
           Nothing
           but
           a
           
             Cardinals
             Cap
          
           could
           keepe
           his
           Wit
           and
           Learning
           warme
           :
           but
           God
           ha's
           punish't
           the
           pride
           of
           that
           wit
           with
           a
           plaine
           Northerne
           
             Blew-Cap
             .
          
           Hee
           is
           so
           cleerly
           resolv'd
           that
           the
           Clergie
           ought
           to
           be
           preferr'd
           to
           the
           bravest
           heighths
           ,
           that
           his
           Spirit
           will
           not
           give
           him
           leave
           to
           say
           
             Grace
          
           for
           his
           Meat
           with
           a
           low-crown'd
           
             Hat
          
           before
           his
           Face
           ;
           because
           it
           is
           not
           
             Gloria
             in
             exelsis
             ,
          
           glory
           to
           God
           in
           the
           highest
           .
           Most
           of
           his
           Discourse
           is
           about
           that
           old
           Devotion
           which
           richly
           endowed
           the
           Church
           ,
           and
           enabled
           the
           Clergie
           to
           tip
           their
           Staves
           with
           vnvallued
           Unicornes
           horne
           .
           You
           shall
           heare
           him
           tell
           you
           with
           a
           great
           deale
           of
           affection
           out
           of
           the
           Historian
           
             Boisardus
             ;
          
           That
           the
           French
           Clergie
           possesses
           8000.
           
           Lordships
           ,
           in
           which
           they
           have
           the
           chiefe
           Power
           of
           exercising
           Politicall
           Justice
           ;
           and
           besides
           those
           240000.
           
           Country
           Villages
           ;
           That
           they
           possesse
           7000.
           
           Acres
           of
           Vineard
           ,
           besides
           the
           Tythes
           which
           they
           receive
           from
           other
           Vineyards
           ;
           That
           to
           them
           are
           belonging
           125000
           Fishponds
           ;
           of
           Meddow
           
           ground
           90000.
           
           Acres
           .
           Out
           of
           the
           same
           Author
           he
           can
           shew
           you
           an
           Account
           of
           Annuall
           Provision
           of
           ●●●t
           for
           
             Ecclesiastick
             Men
             .
          
        
         
           Of
           pure
           Wheat
           4.
           
           Millions
           500000.
           
           Measures
           ;
           every
           such
           Measures
           containing
           600.
           
           Pounds
           .
        
         
           Of
           Oates
           ,
           900000.
           
           Of
           Barley
           ,
           800000.
           
           Of
           Pease
           ,
           860000.
           
           Of
           fat
           Capons
           ,
           180000.
           
           Of
           Hens
           ,
           560000.
           
           Of
           Partridges
           ,
           600000.
           
           Of
           fat
           Oxen
           ,
           12500.
           
           Of
           fat
           Weathers
           12000.
           
           Of
           Eggs
           ,
           7.
           
           Millions
           .
        
         
           And
           to
           be
           short
           ,
           such
           like
           proportions
           in
           other
           necessaries
           for
           a
           temperate
           Priestly
           life
           .
           Moreover
           ,
           out
           of
           
             Boterus
             ,
          
           he
           can
           tell
           you
           ;
           That
           in
           
             Saxonie
          
           there
           are
           certaine
           Bishops
           ▪
           of
           which
           every
           one
           ha's
           his
           Iurisdiction
           ,
           his
           Townes
           and
           Subjects
           as
           Princes
           have
           .
        
         
           Certainly
           he
           would
           be
           a
           brave
           fellow
           if
           he
           could
           but
           retrive
           the
           Old
           Religion
           with
           it's
           Circumstances
           .
           Yet
           for
           all
           this
           he
           hopes
           to
           see
           the
           Gentlewomen
           of
           
             London
          
           come
           to
           
             Auricular
             Confession
             ;
          
           which
           if
           they
           doe
           ,
           he
           will
           lie
           with
           some
           of
           them
           for
           pure
           spight
           ;
           except
           foure
           or
           five
           Acts
           of
           
             Parliament
          
           button
           up
           his
           Codpiece
           .
           He
           ha's
           a
           kind
           of
           humorous
           Charity
           towards
           the
           
             Scot
          
           still
           left
           in
           him
           ,
           which
           he
           thus
           bestowes
           .
        
         
           
             LET
             US
             PRAY
             ;
          
           
             THat
             the
             
               SCOTCH
            
             Kirke
             ,
          
           
             Which
             ha's
             eaten
             Perk
             ,
          
           
             And
             with
             that
             is
             runne
             sterk
             -
          
           
             Mad
             'gainst
             Priest
             and
             Clerk
             ,
          
           
             Cause
             he
             is
             dumb
             and
             do's
             not
             berk
             ;
          
           
             But
             will
             both
             beleeve
             ,
             and
             werk
             ;
          
           
             May
             leave
             her
             Schisme
             which
             ha's
             cost
             her
          
           
             Her
             
               Credo
               in
               Deum
               ,
            
             and
             
               Pater
               Noster
               .
            
          
           
             FINIS
             .